tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263108812011-10-03T13:37:26.709+02:00Mots mêlés, photos partagées, d'ici, là-bas ou d'ailleurs...Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.comBlogger581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-29586567906232622452007-03-07T10:32:00.000+01:002007-03-07T13:20:34.754+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZznRBCNlliM/Re6G-ud_CxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1ajCD47dJ_A/s1600-h/IMG_2894bdf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039113445257972498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZznRBCNlliM/Re6G-ud_CxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1ajCD47dJ_A/s400/IMG_2894bdf.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Sublime ville aux mille visages...</div><div>Décors fabuleux des Amoureux,</div><div>Déesse d'images et de mirages...</div><div>Cité des arts et du merveilleux !</div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-2958656790623262245?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-78078730482743117132007-03-02T09:28:00.000+01:002007-03-02T09:40:38.240+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZznRBCNlliM/Refhvhx4vWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/434ZVI5Lk6I/s1600-h/IMG_2870bbdf2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037242914874899810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZznRBCNlliM/Refhvhx4vWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/434ZVI5Lk6I/s400/IMG_2870bbdf2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZznRBCNlliM/RefgcBx4vVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nltnf1afYdA/s1600-h/IMG_2870bbdf2.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><br />Un doux matin, s'éveiller...<br />Se murmurer, il est temps,<br />Impatience, vous retrouver,<br />Bonheur, je vous attends...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-7807873048274311713?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1168072017930911772007-01-06T09:20:00.000+01:002007-01-06T09:28:39.596+01:00Je vous remercie tous de vos voeux de bonne année.<br />Je serais absente quelques temps de la sphére blogger.<br />En effet, une mutation professionnelle, un déménagement et surtout le transfert de ma ligne internet, ne me permettront pas durant quelques semaines de poster mes messages.<br />Par contre, rassurez-vous, rien ne m'empéchera (j'irais squatter ailleurs :o) de venir vous rendre visite et de laisser des commentaires sur vos blogs...<br />Je vous embrasse bien fort et à bientôt.<br /><br />Vinie.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116807201793091177?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1167769756827645722007-01-02T21:02:00.000+01:002007-01-02T21:32:59.893+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/1600/432264/Flaque%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/400/978776/Flaque%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miroir de l'année écoulée,<br />Ou reflet des jour à venir ?<br />Se retourner sur son passé,<br />Ou avancer vers son avenir ?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116776975682764572?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1166810048333107712006-12-22T18:36:00.000+01:002006-12-22T18:57:12.033+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/1600/409622/Psych%3F%3Fd%3F%3Flique.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/400/909781/Psych%3F%3Fd%3F%3Flique.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Les couleurs de Noël,<br />S'envolent vers le ciel,<br />A nos yeux, si belles...<br />A tous, Joyeux Noël !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116681004833310771?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1165870211012570622006-12-11T20:52:00.000+01:002006-12-11T22:33:41.566+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/1600/960508/Fuite%20du%20temps%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6487/2753/400/304130/Fuite%20du%20temps%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Les secondes s'égrènent, les minutes filent...<br />Deviennent des heures, des jours, des années,<br />Course éperdue, où le temps égare ses aiguilles,<br />Pourtant, il poursuit son chemin, sans s'arrêter...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116587021101257062?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1164055092076303212006-11-20T20:47:00.000+01:002006-11-21T07:43:31.363+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Soleil%20couchant%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Soleil%20couchant%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dame Nature se penche sur sa toile : concentrée...<br />Délicatement par touches légères, appose ici et là,<br />Ses contours, ses ombres, ses couleurs mordorées,<br />Puis le soir venu, emplit son tableau de lumiéres...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116405509207630321?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1163103252544555172006-11-09T20:30:00.000+01:002006-11-09T21:33:17.676+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Coeur.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Coeur.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aux apparences, ne pas vous fiez,<br />Trompeuses, d'un coeur de pierre,<br />Sous l'écorce rude, il bat ! Sentez<br />La passion, la ferveur qui espère...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116310325254455517?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1162758112333498682006-11-05T20:49:00.000+01:002006-11-05T21:21:52.456+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Automne.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Automne.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Feuilles craquantes sous nos pieds,<br />Couleurs chatoyantes sous le soleil,<br />Mille senteurs des bois si parfumés,<br />Saison d'automne et ses merveilles !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116275811233349868?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1162500856517894052006-11-02T21:27:00.000+01:002006-11-02T21:54:16.530+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Mouette.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Mouette.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Paisible, posé sur sa cheminée,<br />Dans son costume blanc et gris,<br />Observe la lagune, haut perché,<br />Ignorant de la foule et du bruit.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116250085651789405?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1161803908799697892006-10-25T20:29:00.000+02:002006-10-26T07:42:18.216+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Danseuse.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Danseuse.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pleine de grâce et de beauté, elle danse,<br />Glisse pieds nus, nimbée de ses voiles...<br />Avec passion, souplement se déhanche,<br />Evolue sur le sol, tel l'artiste sur sa toile.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116180390879969789?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1160944692526409022006-10-15T22:27:00.000+02:002006-10-15T22:39:51.640+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Sieste.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Sieste.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A l'abri, au creux de leur nid douillet...<br />Pelotonnés dans la coque de verdure,<br />L'un contre l'autre, tendrement blottis,<br />Loin du monde grâce à cette sculpture.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116094469252640902?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1160415275943780532006-10-09T18:13:00.000+02:002006-10-09T20:11:00.243+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Jardin%20des%20f??es.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Jardin%20des%20f%3F%3Fes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Devant ce merveilleux jardin, retrouvez votre âme d'enfant,<br />Laissez son enchantement tout doucement vous emporter...<br />Allez ! Eloignez-vous des soucis quotidiens, des tourments,<br />Et retrouvez la féerie de l'enfance, la joie des contes de fées...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116041527594378053?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1160113563433363402006-10-06T07:33:00.000+02:002006-10-06T07:46:03.460+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Solitaire.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Solitaire.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Arbre <br /><br /> au milieu des champs<br />Calme ilôt assailli<br />d'indivisibles remous<br />Ouvert à tous les orients<br /><br />Vers nous<br />Dit le bonheur d'être ici<br />Vers ailleurs<br />Indique la voie<br />aux oies sauvages<br /><br />Soudain lointain et absent<br />Tel midi sous un ciel écumant<br />où s'éveille le tonnerre<br /><br />"Double chant" de François CHENG<br /><br />*************************************<br /><br />Ne m'en veuillez pas, d'emprunter les mots d'un autre<br />mais ils m'ont touché : je voulais les partager avec vous.<br />Lorsque j'ai lu ce poème, immédiatement m'est venu à<br />l'esprit qu'il se devait d'accompagner cette photo...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-116011356343336340?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1159733217130301402006-10-01T21:33:00.000+02:002006-10-02T07:35:10.253+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Croix%20mer%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Croix%20mer%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Seule, élevée devant les flots, croix de pierre,<br />Erodée, burinée par les vents, pieux présent...<br />Offrande d'une soeur, une femme, une mère,<br />Pour honorer les morts, préserver les vivants.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115973321713030140?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1159427876811807042006-09-28T09:07:00.000+02:002006-09-28T09:17:56.823+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Ame%20du%20violon.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Ame%20du%20violon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'air paisible et serein<br />L'artiste se concentre,<br />Violon entre ses mains,<br />Le public, lui patiente...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115942787681180704?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1158904101608804762006-09-22T07:25:00.000+02:002006-09-22T07:51:26.140+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Toronto.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Toronto.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Petite soeur, partie vers un autre ailleurs,<br />Découvres, construis tes bonheurs, ta vie,<br />Que ce monde nouveau, t'offre le meilleur,<br />Et gardes dans ton coeur, ceux restés ici...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115890410160880476?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1158612212401717662006-09-18T21:40:00.000+02:002006-09-18T22:46:15.333+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/P??cheur.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/P%3F%3Fcheur.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Que l'on soit pêcheur, sportif, randonneur,<br />Artiste, toute passion vécue est admirable,<br />S'investir, créer, participer...quel bonheur,<br />Et le délice du partage, ce plaisir ineffable !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115861221240171766?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1158218348213317232006-09-14T08:51:00.000+02:002006-09-14T09:19:08.293+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Enfants.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Enfants.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Prendre son essor,<br />Bondir, rebondir...<br />Encore et encore,<br />A n'en plus finir...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115821834821331723?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1157918964781944592006-09-10T21:38:00.000+02:002006-09-10T22:09:24.816+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Prisonnier.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Prisonnier.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Et souvent nous oublions,<br />Tous, nés au bon endroit...<br />La plus simple des notions,<br />Etre libre, avoir des droits.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115791896478194459?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1157435523342060882006-09-05T07:22:00.000+02:002006-09-05T08:03:37.403+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Se%20dorer%20au%20soleil.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Se%20dorer%20au%20soleil.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sieur lézard se prélasse au soleil,<br />Mais pourtant, reste aux aguets,<br />Au moindre bruit, est en éveil !<br />Et si danger, vite, va s'éclipser...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115743552334206088?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1157009346837976192006-08-31T09:13:00.000+02:002006-08-31T09:31:23.543+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Y%20a%20d"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Y%20a%20d%27la%20joie%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Joie de gambader, de sautiller<br />Sur les pavés, en toute liberté...<br />Joie, surtout, de vous retrouver<br />Et de nouveau, rimer, échanger.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115700934683797619?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1154710393821592892006-08-04T18:21:00.000+02:002006-08-04T18:53:14.116+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Vacances%203.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Vacances%203.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le parfum des vacances...<br />Flotte tout autour de moi,<br />Messager de mon absence<br />Et du retour d'ici un mois.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115471039382159289?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1154365492598262022006-07-31T18:15:00.000+02:002006-07-31T19:04:52.876+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Ho%20h??"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Ho%20h%3F%3F%20du%20bateau.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bleu à l'infini,<br />Mer si limpide,<br />Au ciel, réunie,<br />Heure paisible.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115436549259826202?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1153853250210886492006-07-25T20:03:00.000+02:002006-07-25T20:47:30.863+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Oiseau.5.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Oiseau.5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Minuscule îlot, sur cette mer nue...<br />Permet à sieur oiseau de s'y jucher,<br />Puis de priser un repos bienvenu...<br />Mais bon pêcheur, reste aux aguets.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115385325021088649?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1153252293328260892006-07-18T21:28:00.000+02:002006-07-18T21:55:08.813+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Cal??che.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Cal%3F%3Fche.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Lieux si anciens, symbolisent notre mémoire,<br />Témoignages du passé ou d'un temps révolu,<br />Pierres, murs, objets retracent notre histoire,<br />Et perdureront lorsque nous ne serons plus !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115325229332826089?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1153044242944854202006-07-16T11:07:00.000+02:002006-07-16T17:35:16.346+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Fleur%205.4.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Fleur%205.4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Fleur%202.4.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Fleur%202.4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Fleur%204.4.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Fleur%204.4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hommage, à ces splendides demoiselles,<br />Reines des villes ou reines des champs...<br />Couleur, parfum, elles nous ensorcellent,<br />Et fleurissent souvent nos doux instants.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115304424294485420?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1152821284089790242006-07-13T21:47:00.000+02:002006-07-13T22:17:30.123+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Reflets%202.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Reflets%202.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Reflets%202.0.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Reflet, doucement le contempler,<br />S'y noyer, s'y perdre et toutefois,<br />Sur les contours, savoir s'attarder<br />Oser entrevoir, deviner au-delà...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115282128408979024?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1151353979451035312006-06-26T22:06:00.000+02:002006-06-26T22:50:43.286+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Mont%202.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Mont%202.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Mont%202.1.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Mont%202.0.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Visible, si loin dans l'horizon,<br />S'élève, bien haut vers le ciel,<br />Monument au grand renom,<br />Voici, le Mont Saint Michel...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115135397945103531?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1151064312717938352006-06-23T13:46:00.000+02:002006-06-23T14:06:22.166+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Croix%20(2).0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Croix%20%282%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Croisée au détour d'un cimetière,<br />Croix sculptée, parée de verdure...<br />Patinée, a traversé bien des hivers,<br />Néanmoins et à jamais, perdure...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115106431271793835?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1150714629085664912006-06-19T12:00:00.000+02:002006-06-19T12:59:40.166+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Mari??e.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Mari%3F%3Fe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Soleil, amis, famille, amour,<br />Tous présents, tous réunis...<br />Pour célébrer ce beau jour,<br />Partager ensemble la magie.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115071462908566491?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1150312987503587822006-06-14T20:17:00.000+02:002006-06-14T21:29:32.876+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Moi%20quand%20je%20....jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Moi%20quand%20je%20....jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Au petit matin, il file sur la plage...<br />S'amuse, défit les vagues, heureux<br />S'arrête, contemple le grand large,<br />Fasciné, ouvre bien grand les yeux.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115031298750358782?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1150137273829923452006-06-12T20:21:00.000+02:002006-06-12T20:35:50.550+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Bateau.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Bateau.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Impressionné, face à ce géant d'acier,<br />Semblant flotter, dans l'air ambiant...<br />Vers le grand large, doucement tracté,<br />Sorti du chenal, reprend vite son élan !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-115013727382992345?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1149624444140238772006-06-06T21:45:00.000+02:002006-06-06T22:09:03.363+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Gargouille.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Gargouille.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pierre ancestrale, ornant cette chapelle,<br />Trace vivante de la main du sculpteur,<br />A qui ouvre son regard, semble belle...<br />Au-delà du fantastique ou de la peur !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114962444414023877?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1149276766548227812006-06-02T21:30:00.000+02:002006-06-02T22:39:03.786+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Lumi??res.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Lumi%3F%3Fres.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Petit flamme, grande lumière...<br />Désespoir, foi, remerciement,<br />Chacune symbolise une prière...<br />Vers le ciel, s'élève doucement.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114927676654822781?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1148977588826352252006-05-30T10:07:00.000+02:002006-05-30T12:28:43.126+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Infiniment%20petit.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Infiniment%20petit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Là-haut, seul, se sentir le maître du monde...<br />Doucement redescendre, l'ivresse retombée,<br />Notre vie, ne pèse que quelques secondes...<br />Comparée à Dame Nature et son éternité.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114897758882635225?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1148808252796557552006-05-28T10:41:00.000+02:002006-05-28T11:24:12.803+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Se%20mirrer.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Se%20mirrer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eau, miroir de la nature, contemplation,<br />Reflet de soi-même, reflets de son âme...<br />Si semblable et si différente, émotions<br />Au dessus de l'onde, limpide et si calme...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114880825279655755?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1147845986979722662006-05-17T07:49:00.000+02:002006-05-17T08:06:26.986+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Bleu%20Blanc%20Rouge.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Bleu%20Blanc%20Rouge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bleu, blanc, rouge, couleurs de la patrie<br />Au fronton des mairies, flottent au vent<br />Bleu, blanc , rouge, drapeau qui réunit...<br />Héritage de la révolution, reste présent.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114784598697972266?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1147675278575300882006-05-15T08:14:00.000+02:002006-05-15T08:41:18.593+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Le%20blanc%20et%20le%20noir.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Le%20blanc%20et%20le%20noir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tranquillement, se promènent à petits pas<br />Sur ce morceau de bois, sont équilibristes...<br />Avec leurs doigts palmés, vont cahin-caha,<br />En dépit de tout, vont et suivent la piste !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114767527857530088?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1147410718315248242006-05-12T07:07:00.000+02:002006-05-15T08:43:27.430+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Sainte%20lumi??re.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Sainte%20lumi%3F%3Fre.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Se promener, entrer dans une église...<br />Par le calme, le silence, se laisser gagner,<br />Prière, réflexion, c'est le lieu proprice...<br />Et puis s'en repartir, parfois rasséréné.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114741071831524824?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1147237628425537022006-05-10T07:01:00.000+02:002006-05-10T07:07:08.433+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Piste%20d"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Piste%20d%27envol.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aventure, découvrir d'autres horizons,<br />Curiosité, porter le regard plus loin...<br />Evolution, du monde changer sa vision,<br />Partage, à d'autres offrir ses émotions.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114723762842553702?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1147107892526058972006-05-08T19:00:00.000+02:002006-05-08T19:04:52.536+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Au%20pied%20de....jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Au%20pied%20de....jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Auprès de mon arbre<br />Je vivais heureux<br />J'aurais jamais dû<br />M'éloigner d' mon arbre<br />Auprès de mon arbre<br />Je vivais heureux<br />J'aurais jamais dû<br />Le quitter des yeux<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Extrait de G. BRASSENS </em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114710789252605897?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146891148472183002006-05-06T06:48:00.000+02:002006-05-06T06:52:28.480+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Avoir%20le%20pied%20marin.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Avoir%20le%20pied%20marin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Prendre la mer, vivre pour l'horizon,<br />Par temps calme ou tempête: naviguer...<br />Du tangage,du roulis, ne pas se soucier<br />Va moussaillon, quelle belle vocation...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114689114847218300?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146847807737624852006-05-05T18:34:00.000+02:002006-05-05T18:52:35.480+02:00Entrée fracassante, armes , cagoules noires, gestes précis, ordres aboyés !<br />Pleurs, angoisses, cris, panique, pensées pour les siens, peur véritablement<br />Ouf...vite entrés, vite partis: juste de l'argent, aucun blessé, plus de danger...<br />Mais de loin ou de près, laisse son empreinte, pour un bon bout de temps !<br /><br /><br />Dédié à Tophe, BlanBlan et les autres et les anonymes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114684780773762485?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146722550735576522006-05-04T07:57:00.000+02:002006-05-04T08:05:21.883+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Marais.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Marais.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miroir en eau calme, reflets,<br />Sérénité, caresses du soleil...<br />Avec dame nature, communier,<br />S'ouvrir à toutes ses merveilles...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114672255073557652?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146597050288041422006-05-02T20:36:00.000+02:002006-05-02T21:25:01.406+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Toiture.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Toiture.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Se lever le matin, broyer du noir,<br />Allez! Entrouvrir les volets clos,<br />Et là...vite oublié terne cafard !<br />Face au ciel, si bleu...si beau...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114659705028804142?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146386822941906812006-04-30T10:24:00.000+02:002006-05-01T19:49:18.533+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Tulipe%20Michey.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Tulipe%20Michey.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Tulipe%20Michey.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Fleur de printemps, de fraicheur, de couleurs,<br />Frémissante de pluie, sous un rayon de soleil,<br />Ouvre sa corolle, au regard offre son coeur...<br />Délices de la contemplation, ô merveille !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114638682294190681?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146327311857384592006-04-29T17:54:00.000+02:002006-04-29T18:17:48.336+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Usine.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Usine.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Usine désaffectée, adieu machines: plus un son.<br />Autrefois, lieu vivant: d'ouvriers et de bruits !<br />Vidée, sacrifiée, souvent à la même raison...<br />La loi de la finance, du bénéfice et du profit !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114632731185738459?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1146243726877689402006-04-28T18:11:00.000+02:002006-04-28T19:08:12.316+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Champagne.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Champagne.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Fraicheur de ce doux breuvage doré !<br />Emplit de bulles légères et pétillantes...<br />Témoin, d'instants fêtés ou partagés<br />Eclairés, par sa couleur scintillante !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114624372687768940?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145992048742229112006-04-25T20:45:00.000+02:002006-04-26T18:11:41.566+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Marcher%20vers%20les%20nuages.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Marcher%20vers%20les%20nuages.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Petit à petit, pas à pas, suivre son chemin...<br />Persévérer, au loin chasser les doutes !<br />Croire..., doucement forger son destin,<br />Et sereinement, continuer la route...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114599204874222911?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145910903883487972006-04-24T22:05:00.000+02:002006-04-24T22:38:11.143+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Farouche%20destrier.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Farouche%20destrier.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Rencontre, au détour d'un chemin...<br />D'un bel étalon, fier et farouche destrier;<br />Se rapproche curieux, l'air lointain,<br />Et de la main, se laisse effleurer...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114591090388348797?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145825036414542972006-04-23T22:38:00.000+02:002006-04-23T22:43:56.423+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/La%20rouge.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/La%20rouge.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aux oubliettes, sécurité, technologie !<br />Face à cette féline rougeoyante...<br />Emerveillements, regards d'envie<br />De posséder, cette carosserie rutilante !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114582503641454297?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145689340850104572006-04-22T08:26:00.000+02:002006-04-22T09:32:28.210+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Adoration.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Adoration.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Adoration.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Echange de regards, de doux serments,<br />Partage d'un lien, vraiment magique.<br />L'amour, d'une mère à son enfant...<br />A jamais, restera un instant unique.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114568934085010457?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145637852140222412006-04-21T18:24:00.000+02:002006-04-21T18:46:39.236+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Maya%20l"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Maya%20l%27abeille.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'abeille, demoiselle travailleuse,<br />De fleur en fleur, déploie ses ailes...<br />S'active, butine, ouvrière besogneuse<br />Récolte le nectar, future promesse de miel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114563785214022241?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145519958715305392006-04-20T09:54:00.000+02:002006-04-23T22:27:15.880+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Croix.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Croix.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Croix.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Simple croix, de bois ou de fer...<br />Délavée, par le vent, par la pluie<br />Attentive à la moindre prière !<br />Aux âmes, offre son modeste abri.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114551995871530539?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145465522951418222006-04-19T18:49:00.000+02:002006-04-19T22:05:27.966+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/rose.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/rose.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Couleur tendresse...</p><p>Serment d'Amour...</p><p>Fleur délicatesse...</p><p>Symbole toujours...</p><p> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114546552295141822?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145388223523220022006-04-18T21:18:00.000+02:002006-04-21T03:56:51.386+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Regarder%20dans%20la%20m??me"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Regarder%20dans%20la%20m%3F%3Fme%20direction....jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Se souvenir, des jours passés...<br />Ensemble, remonter le chemin du temps<br />Moments de peur et bonheur partagés...<br />Et puis, continuer, tout simplement...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114538822352322002?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26310881.post-1145299963204069362006-04-17T20:47:00.000+02:002006-04-20T12:50:23.963+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/1600/Plume%20au%20vent%202.5.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6487/2753/400/Plume%20au%20vent%202.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Petite plume, immaculée<br />Parmi les arbres, tourbillonne<br />Vole, virevolte au vent léger !<br />Enfin, se pose et achève sa course folle...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26310881-114529996320406936?l=augredesvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Viniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464688851307916923noreply@blogger.com0